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A chat between old friends
Simon: My left eye has a colorblindness reserved strictly for women.
Kara: Oh... Just your eye?
Simon: Hmm. Who knows, I might have a female pancreas.
Kara: *sips coffee and contemplates her own preconceived notions about gender*
The Choice
They force you into consciousness Of which there is no good escape, A flash flood or a slow burn Spring season a simple illusion, We are summer then winter Reason is the true fantasy Facts with out reason Logic follows on the tail of facts. Everyone knows there never was Any cake So pray for whisky.
Existence Pondering
non-regular existence ponderers cannot comprehend the pondering of existence to the same extent as regular existence ponderers can. if you do not ponder existence regularly you may not comment on others pondering of existence as you do not comprehend the meaning behind pondering existence because you cannot comprehend the fact that you are pondering the meaning of existence so you cannot contemplate the meaning of pondering existence.
"Is the Internet real?" James asked. - I looked up from my phone. "What do you mean?" - "Like, does it reflect what's real? Or is it just a great parody, all of us acting out what we think reality should be?" James brushed dirt off his feet. - "Reality is a difficult proposition." I answered. "Because we never know what it actually is. We just know what we think it is. You can ask what happened, but there's never a right answer." - "So what does that mean for the Internet?" - "Well." I paused. " I guess it's just as real as any piece of history or any work of fiction or any story we've ever told our mothers over the dinner table. It's just as real as anything else."
A New World
There could be a big world in a small grain of sand We all may be destined to know; A whole different universe in the palm of your hand Or a galaxy in a pellet of snow.
— By Ronald Reznik (Age 9)
What a strange sleep... Some say when you dream the soul leaves the body, then returns at the end of each dream. Strongly considering this concept right now. It's a "what is my existence about" kind of morning!
OKAY
Someone answer this for me and no bullshitting me cause I seriously can't fucking tell anymore
Am I alive or am I dead?